"Punk, as far as jokes go, that has to be your worst joke." Scarlet says.

"For the first time, I'm not exactly joking." I say.

"You can't be serious Spider-Man." Scarlet breathes.

I shakily sit up. He grabs me.

"I'm not exactly feeling ultimate." I say.

"That's a better joke." Scarlet says.

I pull up my mask and I spew out more blood. I can't take this. I can't take this pain. It's burning. It's cold. I don't want to die... but I can't exactly fight this. I've so tired. It seems so much easier to give up. Besides... I've done some awful things. I've hurt my team so much. I've made life a lot more dangerous for Aunt May. 

"I... have a favor to ask." I say.

"Tell me." Scarlet says.

I wince as I feel the shadow growing up my neck.

"Can you... *cough**cough* look after... my... *cough* Aunt May?" I whisper.

"Your Aunt?" He asks.

I let out a breath. I don't think I'm going to make it. I really don't. I need someone to look after Aunt May. I need someone to watch over because I'll be gone. Oh god... what if I die? She's already lost Ben. He grabs my face with his hand.

"Mhf!" I yell.

Scarlet kisses me. Even with his mask on I can still feel his lips. I'm honestly blanking right now.